Neil Gaiman needs a hug and a T-Mobile G1
He writes:
“Hello,” I said, like a man entering a cheeseshop. “I’d like to play with a G1, please.”
There was a man and a woman behind the counter. They said they were sorry but they didn’t have a G1 for me to play with.
…
“Look, are we talking about the same thing? G1 phone. The one on that poster. And that poster. And that one…” The posters were staring at me from the counter. They were all around me.
“No. We won’t sell it. We’re out of the range and the Google and things that the phone comes with, they won’t work on it.”
…
“But….” I tried to think with this. then I said, “But you have posters.” I gestured at them. All pictures of the phone in question, extolling its virtues and explaining that you could only get it here.…
“Well, can we talk about the G1 specs?”
“We don’t know them.” The man and the woman behind the counter seemed very sad about this. The man added, wistfully,”We don’t even know the price.”
I knew the price, from the website earlier, and I felt guilty about this.
I feel his pain… they keep advertising the iPhone 3G here, but there’s no 3G on most of this island.
Via Daring Fireball.
